Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

The man didn’t turn around. In the moonlight, his tall figure nearly merged with the night. An undeniable pressure radiated from him.

June felt a bit anxious, repeatedly wanting to lift her head but managing to hold back. After a long silence, the man’s voice finally broke through the quiet roadside, asking, “Is-she doing well?”

His voice was melodious and pleasant, sounding relatively youthful, perhaps around thirty. But when the man turned to face her, she saw an exceptionally refined and gentle face, though not his actual appearance.

Even after all these years of being by his side, June had never seen his appearance. He always wore a mask that changed with the moment, making it impossible for anyone to see through to his true self.

June sighed inwardly and replied, “She is doing well.”

The man before her was James Quinn, a figure shrouded in mystery with an enigmatic background and formidable skills, particularly in the arts of poison and disguise. He was not only her master but also the mentor that Tiffany had admired for a long time. However, he had been absent from Lovell City for quite some time, leading an unpredictable life.

June paused momentarily before continuing, “Master, why don’t you show yourself? Miss Kelley has been missing you for a long time. If she knew you were back, she would be overjoyed!”

James didn’t respond directly; instead, he said, “I can’t stay for long. Make sure you protect Tiffany.”

“Yes!” June nodded in agreement.

James turned as if about to leave, but before he did, he glanced back and earnestly advised, “Tell Tiffany to

Richard Hampton.”

“Understood,” June replied, though she felt slightly puzzled; she was used to following orders.

stay away from

In the blink of an eye, James vanished swiftly into the darkness. He left no trace as if his earlier presence had been an illusion.

After returning to Luna Villa, June shared the news of James’s appearance. Tiffany was taken aback. “Why doesn’t he want toOwned by NôvelDrama.Org.

see me?”

Since she had foolishly severed ties with James two years ago over Kenneth, she hadn’t heard anything about him since. This absence had become a thorn in her heart. As long as James remained out of sight, this thorn, filled with guilt and regret, would never be removed.

“Is Mr. Quinn never going to forgive me?” Tiffany murmured as she sat back on her bed, a bittersweet smile tugging at her lips, her once-bright eyes dimmed with uncertainty.

June felt a pang of sympathy as she watched Tiffany. She gently encouraged her, “Miss Kelley, you shouldn’t think like that. Before leaving, the master told me to protect and take good care of you. There must be a reason he hasn’t shown himself for so long. Once things settle down, I’m sure he’ll come back to you!

Tiffany nodded in response. June continued, “Before the master left, he also asked me to tell you something.”

“What is it?” Tiffany asked.

“He said to stay away from Mr. Hampton,” June replied.

Tiffany thought, ‘Richard Hampton? What does he have to do with this?” “Why?” Tiffany asked. However, it was clear that no one could provide her with an answer, not even June.

After a long pause, Tiffany-waved her hand and said, “June, you should rest. I need some time to think.”

“Okay,” June replied and left the room.

The spacious main bedroom felt emptier than ever, too quiet for comfort. Tiffany lay in bed, wide awake, staring at the ceiling for an eternity. Richard’s tall, regal figure was the only thing occupying her mind. She recalled that night at Royal Bay when she danced for him, followed by that possessive, forceful kiss. Just as her thoughts spiraled in a chaotic loop, her phone rang.

She grabbed her phone and saw a message on the screen: [Have you slept?]

The message was from Richard. It felt like a case of “speak of the devil, and he shall appear.”

Tiffany’s mind was in turmoil, and recalling his “transgressions” from that day fueled her frustration. She quickly replied with annoyance: [I’m asleep!]

The message was sent, but within three seconds, her phone rang Once she answered, a light chuckle drifted into her ear. It was smooth, teasing, and magnetic-so captivating it felt almost unfair.

Tiffany suddenly felt her irritation fade. Lying on the bed, she spoke in a muffled voice, “It’s voice, “It’s late; is there something you need?”

Richard raised an eyebrow, his tone as relaxed and lazy as always. “Lucifer says it misses you and looks pitiful, so I had to let it have its way.”

Richard had a well-behaved tiger lounging at his feet on the other end of the line at Royal Bay. However, the tiger seemed perplexed by the comment and immediately launched into denials as though it was saying, “Not me! I didn’t say that! Don’t make stuff up!”

Richard’s intense gaze, the tiger instantly backed down. It began to whimper and whine, sounding like it was trying to be to earn its keep. cute. After all, even the king of beasts had to put on a sho

Hearing this, Tiffany felt guilty. The large pet was her responsibility, yet it had been left at Royal Bay under Richard’s care. She had been so caught up in her life that she often forgot about Lucifer. It made her realize how unfit she was as a pet owner.

“I’m sorry,” Tiffany said. “How about this? I’ll come to pick it up tomorrow. It’s been too much trouble for you to take care of it all this time.”

Bringing Lucifer home was out of the question; her father would lose his mind. The only solution was to devise an excuse to leave Lucifer at Luna Villa. That way, it would be a win-win situation for everyone.

When Richard heard this, his expression immediately darkened. It was one thing for Tiffany to act so formally with him suddenly, but now she also wanted to take custody. If she took Lucifer away, there would be no more ties left between them, and she would likely never return to Royal Bay again..

Richard immediately said, “Lucifer is used to staying at Royal Bay and doesn’t want to leave.” After speaking, he glanced down at Lucifer by his feet with a faint smile and asked, “Right?

Lucifer immediately began to whimper, clearly showing that it had no intention of leaving-if forced to, it might just starve itself. It rolled on the ground in protest, but deep down, it could only sigh. Life as a tiger was challenging indeed.

Although Tiffany couldn’t see Lucifer’s actions, she could roughly grasp its meaning from the sounds it made. She sighed helplessly and said, “What should I do then?”

Just come visit it when you have the time,” Richard replied.

“Alright,” Tiffany agreed, feeling like that was the only option left

An odd feeling surfaced in her heart, almost like they were a couple fighting for child custody. She shuddered at the thought and quickly dismissed it. “I’ll come visit it another day,” Tiffany said, stifling a yawn. “It’s late. You should get some rest. Goodnight!”

“Goodnight,” Richard replied.

After the call ended, Tiffany still couldn’t fall asleep. Meanwhile, back at Royal Bay, Lucifer happily nuzzled Richard’s pants as if seeking praise for its outstanding performance. Richard laughed and instructed the servant to prepare a serving of premium beef for the day’s little hero. Lucifer joyfully ran off.

At that moment, Garry approached and nodded. “Richard, the person we’re looking for, revealed his whereabouts an hour ago. We can confirm he’s in Lovell City!”